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letra de leg day - clifr & tintin (ind)

[intro]
oh, my god, clifr

[chorus]
ayy, i just wanna sit and relax
motherf-cker, where my weed at?
life is a b-tch and i’m making her suck d-ck
so she getting bruised on her kneecaps
in your hood, sippin’ tea man
oh, they don’t wanna f-ck with t man
my three sixty-five is a f-cking adventure
the days started feeling like weekends

[verse 1]
i’ve fallen in love too often, ayy
wish i had the power to stop it, uh
i just need someone to get on this, so my judgement not the smartest, uh-uh
i’m tryna be honest, it seems that what we have is toxic
and i’d rather cash out than deposit
let’s not talk sh-t, we need to stop this
geez, make mе slip when she caress mе
lil mami love to test me, uh
clearly, that ass would impress me
but i wanna leave if you let me
please, don’t call text or me
she rock the boat make the bed creak
sheets get way too messy
f-ck leg day ’cause she know i make her legs weak
[chorus]
i just wanna sit and relax
motherf-cker, where my weed at?
life is a b-tch and i’m making her suck d-ck
so she getting bruised on her kneecaps
in your hood, sippin’ tea man
oh, they don’t wanna f-ck with t man
my three sixty-five is a f-cking adventure
the days started feeling like weekends

[verse 2]
aw sh-t, only surrounded by bosses
drink while i’m trippin’, i’m nauseous
just a regular day in the office, ayy
smokin’ this chronic, i’m with the squad and we ballin’
clifr just f-cked with the sonics
you asked for the boss so i walked in
breathe, puffin’ got my lungs heavy
freeze, ice and whisky with some pepsi
geez, f-ck with the gang, that’s deadly
ayy, f-ck with the gang, that’s deadly

[bridge]
cannot be in a position where i gotta trust someone other than me
they thought i was on the piano when i told them i was playin’ the keys
b-tch, we don’t roll with no cameras, but best believe that we makin’ a scene
what are you sayin’ to me?
what are you sayin’ to me?
[outro]
ayy, b-tch, b-tch, i’ll be playin’ the keys
ayy, b-tch, so quit f-ckin’ playin’ with me
ayy, b-tch, with the gang, don’t make a scene
ayy, b-tch, so what are you sayin’ to me?

- clifr tintin ind

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